Stars and the Moon

I met a man without a dollar to his nameWho had no traits of any value but his smileI met a man who had no yearn or claim to fameWho was content to let life pass him for a whileAnd I was sure that all I ever wantedWas a life like the movie stars ledAnd he kissed me right here, and he said,

"I'll give you stars and the moon and a soul to guide youAnd a promise I'll never goI'll give you hope to bring out all the life inside youAnd the strength that will help you grow.I'll give you truth and a future that's twenty times betterThan any Hollywood plot."And I thought, "You know, I'd rather have a yacht."

I met a man who lived his life out on the roadWho left a wife and kids in Portland on a whimI met a man whose fire and passion always showedWho asked if I could spare a week to ride with himBut I was sure that all I ever wantedWas a life that was scripted and plannedAnd he said, "But you don't understand —

"I'll give you stars and the moon and the open highwayAnd a river beneath your feetI'll give you day full of dreams if you travel my wayAnd a summer you can't repeat.I'll give you nights full of passion and days of adventure,No strings, just warm summer rain."And I thought, "You know, I'd rather have champagne."

I met a man who had a fortune in the bankWho had retired at age thirty, set for life.I met a man and didn't know which stars to thank,And then he asked one day if I would be his wife.And I looked up, and all I could think ofWas the life I had dreamt I would liveAnd I said to him, "What will you give?"

"I'll give you cars and a townhouse in Turtle BayAnd a fur and a diamond ringAnd we'll be married in Spain on my yacht todayAnd we'll honeymoon in Beijing.And you'll meet stars at the parties I throw at my villasIn Nice and Paris in June."

And I thought, "Okay."And I took a breathAnd I got my yachtAnd the years went byAnd it never changedAnd it never grewAnd I never dreamedAnd I woke one dayAnd I looked aroundAnd I thought, "My God...I'll never have the moon."